Dead Man Walking (poem) by Sandy Knauer on AuthorsDen

Dead Man Walking
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I�m looking at a dead man walking razing days in a haze of regret Another might feel vindicated but that hasn�t happened to me yet Spirit heavy, vitality nil shoulders slumped in doubt a man once on top of his game bound by his own chains now It�s a shame, a crying shame she�s leaving you to die They tell me I should be happy so why do I want to cry She was supposed to love you make up for the pain I caused this wasn�t part of the deal I never dreamed you�d be lost Watching you walk dead brings my pain to life I�m left with windless sails and there�s no glory in this safe ride Would a word or touch from me help or make things worse Would I make a difference or am I yesterday�s curse If I give her the love I hold will she breathe life into a dying man Is there anything I can do to make you live again It�s a shame, a crying shame she�s leaving you to die They tell me I should be happy So why do I want to cry Sandy Knauer � 2005

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed on May 12, 2005

A composition on reality expressing its emotions poetized under the rhythm of art with words of decision.

"Dead Man Walking" is a profound reading to strike thoughts and develop logical feelings.

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

A powerful emotive and meaningful poem that reaches the soul, Sandy. Thank you. Hey. I wrote a short story titled, "Dead Man Dancing." Coincidence I guess. Thank you for this. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

A powerful write....

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Excellent write Dandy!!

Love tinka

Reviewed by George Jackson

A powerful write, Sandy.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

I know exactly what you are saying Sandy cause I have been in the exactly same posititon..watching the one you love go into the arms of someome else and believing you are doing right by letting them go to find their happiness, only to sit in the sidelines with a broken heart. Then when they are dumped feeling both smugness that what goes around comes around and pain to see the one you love hurting so much. The question is, and you expressed it so well, whether to submit yourself again and take the same risk all over again or just look away and move on. I chose to move on and it was a wise decision.

Felix

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

This is one of those poems that has me scratching my head. It is hazy as to what and who is doing what to who. At least it is to me. But I will say this about it, the words are just fantastic, so it undoubatedly is me that has the understanding problem.